Chapter 20

"I see a whole lot of space over there." I point to the other end of the couch and look at Anthony pointedly.

He spreads his legs and eats from his plate, as if he has no care in the world, completely ignoring what I just said. Just like how we're both ignoring the fact that he groped me. That shouldn't have felt as good as it did.

I watch how he meticulously stabs a pelmeni, which is basically a dumpling and chews it a certain number of times. The same way he had done at my parents' house.

His jaw works as he chews and his Adam's apple bobs as he swallows. After he finishes his plate, he loosens his tie with deft fingers and I press my thighs together.

"I'm going to Chicago on Saturday." I inform him.

"And you're telling me now?"

I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him.

"Is that a problem or would you have preferred me not telling you? I'm telling you three days in advance."

"That bratty attitude of yours is pissing me off." The way his eyes darken signifies a threat. I